I'm like a drug to you
You take me until you're through
With me
And that's all I'll ever be
When it's time to choose between
What they want of you
And what you should fucking do
Fuck what I feel
Because I'm not even real
I can't be killed because I don't even exist
The inevitable end of any relationship
Is betrayel, now wake the fuck up, and listen to this
Every fucking girl has her own good reason
Her own moral bullshit justification
You call this your final sollution
All your promises face nullification
And it absolves you of all my accusations
But I think you've just got a fucked up delusion
The words of a song help me escape
Reality
Like the pills I take
To get the fuck away
Just like you told me
To get the fuck away from you
Oh, I forgot, you're the girl
So you have no responsibility for what you do
And every right to nuke my fucking world
With every bit of pain you put me through
And I'm just weak because I won't over it
Whining because I won't just shut the fuck up and accept your shit
Accept that you are right and I am wrong
And I had it coming all along
Oh, I can't forget
It's not me it's you but hey, you'll still go out and find a new
Boyfriend once you're through and finished with me
So I don't give a fuck what you think of me
So I don't give a fuck what your parents think of me
And I don't give a fuck what anybody does about me
You can't remove me, So shoot me, punks
Fucking shoot me, stab me, poison me, blow me the fuck up
Because you know I don't give a fuck
I was stupid to think that there was anything called love
Oh yeah, it felt real but it was too perfect to not fail
Appearently, this reality has to eventually
Get fucked up by someone who suddenly changes their dreams
And I'm no longer in them, so what am I gonna do?
What do you want me to me to do?
Lie down in the middle of the fucking road for you?
Like a motherfucking puppet, do what you told me to?
Might as well just accept it? Fuck that and fuck you!
I'd rather express some fucking rage if I have to be alone
Screaming on the phone with a shotgun to my head
Sometimes I wish I had pulled the fucking trigger
Then I'd be dead
A motherfucking end to all of this shit
It's never really gonna change, it just gets a new face
Because honesty, loyalty, and people like me are all out of place
Because every fucking girl has her own good reason
Her own moral bullshit justification
You call this your final sollution
All your promises face nullification
And it absolves you of all my accusations
But I think you've just got a fucked up delusion
Yeah, a fucked up delusion, fucked up illusion
Ramming some fucking nails straight into my vision
Turning your back on my hell while you burn my eyes
But you don't care because you're the queen of lies
Because every fucking girl
Has her own good reason
For Her own moral bullshit justification
You call this your final sollution
All your promises face nullification
And it absolves you of all my accusations
But I think you've just got a fucked up delusion
-George
Happy New Years to everyone who's given me something to write about. 
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